நச்சப் படாதவன் செல்வம் நடுவூருள்
நச்சு மரம்பழுத் தற்று.
When he whom no man loves exults in great prosperity,'Tis as when fruits in midmost of the town some poisonous tree
The wealth of him who is disliked (by all) is like the fruit-bearing of the etty tree in the midst of a town